Early the next morning, Ankang and Nanhuayu drove their son from Biyun Community to Zhoupu.

Since the opening of the Luoshan Road Elevated Expressway, the time from Biyun to Zhoupu has been shortened to half. It took only ten minutes on the elevated road, and most of the time was spent on the road on the ground.

The father's previous house, that is, the house where Ankang lived, was sold after his father and Lin Mushuang's mother divorced. So this time my father came back to stay at the Holiday Inn near Wanda Plaza.

This Holiday Inn Ankang has been to many times, and it can be said that it is a familiar road. Before, few people came here. However, since the opening of several private schools and international schools on this road, the road in front of the hotel is often congested with traffic.

"I said take the subway, you have to drive." When the car is stuck in the middle of a section of the road and is in a dilemma, Nanyan Yu said.

"It's at least twenty or thirty minutes to walk from the bottom of the road to the Holiday Inn. Besides, if my dad wants to see where he wants to go today, it's easier to drive a car. ”

"That's just as well. Your dad shouldn't be fierce, right? Looking at the photos, it seems to be quite kind. ”

"Hahaha. When the ugly daughter-in-law saw her in-laws, she was very worried, right? ”

Nanyanyu smiled: "I'm afraid to see my parents." ”

"Dad, I'm afraid to see my parents." The son stretched his neck in the car seat and said to Ankang, who was driving.

"Shouldn't you be afraid to see the teacher?" An Kang asked.

The son said, "Teacher, I'm not afraid. Parents are scary. That day I went to play with my classmates, and his father was so fierce that he beat my classmate with a broom. ”

"Hit a child with a broom?" Ankang and Nan Yanyu asked in unison.

In these days, shouldn't we all advocate respect for children? There are really parents who beat their children. Just pick up the child and pat it on the buttocks a few times, and use a broom?

An Kang glanced at Nan Yanyu in the rearview mirror, and Nan Yanyu shook his head slightly.

An Kang knew that Nan Yanyu was implying that it was inconvenient for him to discuss this matter now.

The peak time for school is short. After Ankang and the two cars in front of him drove away, he found a gap and squeezed out of the traffic jam area.

The Holiday Inn is still the same familiar look, but I don't know if my father is still the father I once knew.

"Ding-dong-ding-" The doorbell in the hotel room rang twice without emotion. These two sounds seem to sound in Ankang's eardrums and in Ankang's heart.

The time seems to have been dialed to the slow down button when the first "ding dong" sounded. The sound of slippers from far and near also seemed to echo in my heart. This reverberation resonates with the sound of the heart beating and the sound of blood flowing in the brain.

The sound of blood flowing in the brain hasn't been heard in years.

The last time I heard it was when I was meditating on Zhongnan Mountain, and I heard it in silence. He is now hearing again in such an earthly world.

The door opened.

A familiar stranger leaned out half of his body and looked out, a smile blooming on his face carved into the dust of the servant.

"Coming?"

"Here we are."

"Come in."

"Okay."

The conversation between father and son is like a neighbor's visit. It's so familiar, and it's so strange.

The content is concise, but the content is very rich.

The richness of the content also includes the tears that almost welled up in Ankang.

The old man standing in front of him was a relative he had never met before he was a teenager, and a relative he had not met since he was in his twenties.

I am the closest person in the world, but in my forty years of life, I have only been together for a few years. And those years were the healthy adolescence, and they were also the most tense years for ordinary father-son relationships in the world.

At this time, Ankang, who was in front of his wife and son, had no way to vent his feelings. He fought back all his emotions and introduced his wife and son to his father with a smile on his face.

Ankang's father is obviously not as interested in his son as he is in his grandson.

Compared with the current Ankang, whether it is appearance or personality, Ankang's son is more like Ankang when he was a teenager.

Ankang's father excitedly held Ankang's son in his arms, and Ankang's son has obviously rarely had the opportunity to be held by others since he grew up. However, the stranger in front of him who hugged him was, after all, the grandfather he had seen in the photo, so he endured it without any emotion.

Ankang's father was obviously mentally prepared to see his daughter-in-law, but he didn't expect his son to bring his son with him. He hugged his grandson for a long time, on the one hand, it was based on human nature, and on the other hand, he also wanted to hide his embarrassment. My sons are forty years old, so how can I have no children? I was too sloppy. Thinking of this, my son should go to the street to buy some fun and delicious food for his grandson before he came. Nor will they be empty-handed and unprepared.

Nanhua Yu didn't mind. After saying a few words to her father-in-law, she took her son out under the pretext that there were fun things on the first floor of the hotel.

The father, who has not seen him for many years, must prefer to be alone.

As soon as Nanhuayu left with his talkative son, the father and son who stayed in the room fell into a cold spot.

Ankang had to open his mouth to relieve the embarrassment. He briefly introduced his experience to his father after graduating from college.

The father nodded as he listened. Obviously, Ankang's current situation is exactly what he hoped it would be.

Ankang asked his father how he was living abroad.

The father replied, "It's still like that." I am a toiler, both at home and abroad. So many years have passed. Although I have made a lot of money and made a lot of friends, I am still very lonely living abroad. I figured it out too. Some things should be passed, and let them pass. ”

Ankang said: "Dad, you are also old, and you have struggled all your life. The money you said you should have earned has also been earned. Now that I've returned to China, let's live a good life in my country. You see, this time back to the country has changed a lot, right? ”

Ankang's father said: "The country has indeed changed a lot. Although I haven't been to Jing'an Temple or Lujiazui, I saw a completely different Pudong on the way back to Zhoupu from the airport yesterday. We didn't know whether it was the outer ring or the middle ring, and we just passed through Zhangjiang. I specially asked the poor master to go down from the viaduct and go around Zhangjiang. Ouch, it's upside down. Although I haven't been to Lujiazui, I saw it on the elevated highway. ”

"Three artifacts in the kitchen?" An Kang laughs.

"What?"

"Oh, I mean those three tall buildings in Lujiazui. Shanghai Tower, World Financial Center and Jin Mao Tower. From the Luoshan elevated, it seems that the Oriental Pearl cannot be seen. ”

"Hmm. The Oriental Pearl didn't see it. Pudong has changed too much in recent years, Shanghai has changed too much, and China has changed too much. When I went abroad 20 years ago, there were already many Chinese in Russia and Europe. At that time, there was still some discrimination against the Chinese. These years have been completely different. Whether it is Moscow or St. Petersburg, there have been many upstarts in the Chinese circle. In addition to the top of the rich, the Chinese have formed their own power and image in all strata. The Chinese have become representatives of the wealthy class. In the past, Russians did not think highly of the Chinese, but now the Russians have mixed feelings towards the Chinese. Both jealous and jealous. The same is true of this country's attitude towards China. Therefore, the strength of the country is definitely a great pillar for us. Maybe you don't feel it at home. We Chinese abroad, as long as we have this thing. ”

As he spoke, Ankang's father took out a small vermilion book with many stamps from a black bag next to his pillow, and continued: "We have confidence! ”